Torturing Madness Nightmares: A Cry For Help.

by Neutral Boy

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human, Sad, Dark
Length: 1932

Is it possible to give these ponies a second chance? After they went down a path of endless nightmare of killing for fun? Galvin doesn't exactly know it yet, but he continues to venture into the disorted heart of Equestria's dark times.

(CreepyPasta MLP Crossover, but with an alternate path in it.)

Galvin Edgar use to think life on Earth has been great and all. People he's seen look happy or sad, military going into battle fighting off terrorists, new presidents elected, same old boring news, and so on. That all changed for him one day at night, he looked online to see that someone requested him to look at the MLP creepy-pasta site of the main 6 darker side of themselves in their own story. It sickens him of why some of these people write about the ponies killing for fun or making dead bodies for decorations. One thing that does confuse him however, it's that he sense and feel these ponies crying in pain, regret, sorrow, agony, all of it. He hears them say they need help from someone to stop this endless cycle of nightmare. It hurts inside of Galvin to see they have been going through all of this and not one damn person is stopping this awful madness. Should he help them after everything they've done? If so then, what will happen if he does set them free from their nightmare? One thing's for sure though, Galvin cannot ignore this any longer. He'll be going on a dangerous path in Equestria's darkest times to confront these ponies and find a way of making everything back to normal, even if it means of knocking some sense into them one way or another.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-31 10:49:05 UTC

Prologue Lost file logs.

Private file logs from user name: Galvin Edgar

Height: 5'2'

Weight: 158

Eye color: Brown

Age: 22 years old

Born: 10/30/92 Austin, Texas

Current location: New York City

File Log #1, 4/10/2015, 3:30 p.m. loading...

Good evening and my name is Galvin Edgar.

I will be recording my files in case anyone is wondering of what's been going on around my life.

Anyways, ever since about 3 weeks ago, I gotten a request from someone online to read both stories and videos of the main 6 in a Creepy-Pasta dark horror stories.  What I didn't know was that it could make me afraid or fear from watching these ones.  Each of Twilight's friends were experiencing a darker side of themselves.  Twilight Sparkle, a magic unicorn student protégé under the protection of Princess Celestia, being a mad scientist to experiment and dissecting living things. Fluttershy, a shy Pegasus from Cloudsdale and now living in her cottage with her animal friends, telling every pony and everything to say out loud "STAY OUT OF MY SHED!", which is exactly dead animals in her shed. Pinkie Pie, a cheerful silly earth pony living at Sugarcube Corner, now as Pinkamena Diane Pie, is tricking every pony to come into her basement so that she kills them slowly and turning them into cupcakes or cutting their body parts to dressing in a new costume.  Rainbow Dash, the fastest pegasi also from Cloudsdale and living in Ponyville to be a future Wonderbolt, is now in charge of the Rainbow Factory, where she is a psychotic Pegasus that she uses her machines to drain any Pegasus body color to supply more rainbows and burning their corpses, leaving no evidence behind.  Rarity Belle, a generous unicorn pony that resides in her Boutique shop, has become an insane unicorn that she's killing her friends and using their skins to decorate her own fashion.  And finally there's Applejack, an earth pony living in Sweet Apple Acres with her family.  I couldn't find anything about what she's been doing, but I suspect it could be a story connection of Sweet Apple Acres Massacre or maybe something different.

I had to quickly look away from this and threw up in my own bathroom to calm down and drink some water.

This is so wrong on a whole new different level.  I couldn't believe that Twilight and her friends have gone from being nice, to now gone full insane of being murderers.  Why would they do this, just why did they kill their own friends and family, over and over?

Before turning off my computer, I thought I heard something online.  It could've been my imagination so I just turned it off.

I didn't sleep well after watching and reading them.

End of log...

File Log #2, 4/18/2015, 11:15 a.m. loading...

I was wrong all along from my few last comment.  Over the past whole week after being back to my normal self, I went online and heard multiple voices coming from my computer.  I couldn't quite tell of what these voices were saying, so I had to trying everything to decode them and I finally got it now.  What shocked and confuses me next was quite hard to believe, but it was coming from the main 6.

"Plea-ase...help u-us...we want this...n-nightmare, killing, p-pain to stop...can a-any pony hear us.....p-please help us."

"We want t-to stop killing...I-I want to be back to normal...w-we all want to be n-normal again."

"We want to go h-home and be back...t-to our family.  I-If anyone or any pony can hear u-us...please get us back h-home."

I dropped my pen to the ground and my own face was stun in shock upon reading these encrypted messages.  It really was hard to believe it, but I don't know if it's a trap to lure innocent people to their deaths or if they are telling the true.  From my own mind of reading these messages, I could sense and feel these girls emotions.  Each one of them were feeling regret, pain, agony, sorrow, and everything else when they are crying for help.  It's hurting inside of me that not one person is sensing these pony's agony in pain and not helping them.

This has gone on long enough, I will not ignore this any longer.  Just hang in there girls, I'll find a way to contact you.

End of log...

File log #3, 5/3/2015, 12:50 p.m. loading....

Well, I finally made it into Washington, DC.

A friend of my cousin's has gotten an extra room for at a cool place near some kind of dining restaurant.

Thankfully I didn't tell him of the real reason why I came over since he wouldn't believe about what's been really going on.

I don't think anyone could at least help me out, so it looks like I'm on my own on this one.

Well hopefully, my parents will be fine without me as I'll be busy of creating some items in order to-

"GALVIN, LUNCH IS READY!"

"I'LL BE RIGHT THERE IN A FEW MINUTES DAVID!"

Well I better finish up my work, though I couldn't help, but notice that someone was following me since I left my home.

End of log...

File log #4 5/21/2015, 9:42 a.m. loading...

It's worse, everything around my whole life is getting worse.  Just calm down no one has spotted you yet.

Both of my hands are covered in blood from what I've done.

Only a week ago, after getting some groceries at a cheap market, I was shocked to see my friend dead right in front of me.

David's bloody body is all bruises and multiple bullet holes were shown from his dead corpse by the kitchen.

I had to quickly call the police and tell them that my friend was killed.

I didn't know of what really happened to me since I couldn't wait for too damn long for the culprits to be caught.

The only thing I could remember is blacking out and in the next several hours, I was in the middle of dead bodies everywhere.

T-T-This is... I-I don't know what just happen.

I only had to get as far away from anyone and grab the rest of my belongings before someone arrests me.

Everything has been going from good to really bad.

I'm already tired from hiding to avoid any cops nearby and maybe catch some break.

End of log...

File Log #5, 6/1/2015, 8:00 p.m. loading...

Okay, I made it back home in Texas.  Least no one is chasing after me this time.

I couldn't get on hold with my family ever since the two incidents back in Washington.

My own cell phone and laptop were broken yesterday, so I had to get a replacement for them and an upgrade.

Anyways though, I finally manage to find my home town with some help from a teacher that I knew of from a while ago.  My big sister Gloria was very happy to see me back and she told that our parent will be back in a few hours.  So the both of us were able to spend some time together since I last seen of her driving to her college.  She always likes to cheer me help whenever I've been having trouble of needing advices or mostly trying to find a girl.  Although, the last I heard from her boyfriend, is that he's moving out of town.

I feel bad for Gloria's relationship with her boyfriend.  Even though I didn't like Rick from the start, I see him as a good friend.

So after our parents came back from their work, I couldn't escape from a big group from my family.  They were really worried and tears in joy that they couldn't call me.  I'm guessing they've seen the news about the terrible news in Washington and were trying to find out of where I was at.  I didn't want to tell them the whole.  I mostly lied to them about what really happen in my cousin's friend's house.

Now ten days from arriving back into my home town at day time, my parents left early to got visit their neighbor's party.  Only me and my sister are inside our house.  My sister is busy reading on some random magazine while I'm finishing up crafting my new tech.  I'm still not giving up yet to find out on how to get in contact while these ponies.  I finally finish up my device and it's working.  The location radar on it is saying that the little red dot is pointing at somewhere far off between North and West.  Maybe it's something that'll help me out.

The only problem right now, I had to think of what to tell my family.

Who should I at least tell the truth, mother, father, or my sister Gloria?

If I do, then I'll probably end in a jail cell or an asylum, if I get lucky to avoid it.

"Gloria?"

"What's up little brother?"

I just hope that she'll be fine on taking the news.

"There's something I have to tell you about what really happened in Washington, DC."

And so, I told her everything of someone killing my cousin's friend David, me being in the middle of multiple dead body at a gang party, and avoiding cops for questioning.  I hung my head low and covering up my face on the couch.  It's been so long of crying that I didn't want to remember of those horrible days.  My sister tries her best to comfort me since I did tell her the truth and she kept telling me that everything is okay and no one will hurt me.  I don't even know if things will be okay with me or not.  So probably an hour or two later from recovering my mental breakdown, I told her to not tell our parents because I have to leave again.

"How long will you be gone Galvin?"

"Maybe a week or two Gloria, I need to do something important and I don't want our parents finding out, alright?"

"Is there anything else that you're not telling me?"

"I promise Gloria, when I get back from my trip, I'll tell you and our parents on why I left to go in Washington."

"Alright, I'll hold on to your promise and help pack up some supplies."

"Thanks big sis."

"Yeah, yeah, just don't be gone for too long."

I wonder if I did do the right thing to tell my sister.  Well, there's no going back now.

After both me and my sister finish packing my things into my favorite truck, we then exchange a long bear hug holding us.

"I'll be back soon Gloria, I promise."

"I know little brother, just come back home safe and sound, okay?"

"I will big sis."

My sister gave me a kiss on my left cheek before we pull apart from our hug and got into my ford pickup truck.

I waved my sister goodbye and she waved back as I drove off onto the open road, ready for whatever thing I'll find out there.

While a few minutes gone by, I heard some voices in my head as I focus on a busy road ahead of me.  I don't know if these are just a trick, or a sign of warning.  It doesn't even make sense though as my device is getting close to the source up ahead.

"Tread lightly young one, for this dangerous path you follow will have severe consequences."

I'll take my chances, even if I had to limp away my body to cut this string of nightmares, once and for all.

I'm not going give up, not while I have some useful things to bring Twilight and her friends back to normal.

End of log...